Chapter 9 My War with My Father

Several generations of dragon warriors in our family are famous for their romantic nature.

Although my father is very romantic all his life, he is still a hero

He is a warlike man and a martial arts psycho.

For him, the most terrifying thing in the world is not death, but no opponents, no war

In his opinion, only constant fighting can reflect the meaning of life

If he hadn't died young, one day he would climb to the highest peak of the Lianyun Mountains where God lived and the sun would not set, and challenge the God of Creation.

My father didn't leave much regret in his life. If he insisted on saying that there was, he would give birth to me, a rebellious son.

I am born a lazy person, and I am extremely rebellious. I dare to do anything and want to try everything. As for learning martial arts, it depends on whether I am happy or not.

When you have an interest, you will calm down and study for two days, but you will spend more time playing with the little girl in your neighbor's house.

In my father's eyes, my personality is simply a rebellious and lawless!

Even if you are a lump of wood, I will round you! My father said to me who was having sex with a few little girls

From then on, my childhood nightmare began

My father trained me extremely rigorously. When I was eight years old, I took me into the Valley of the Dead to fight against the undead creatures.

The Valley of the Undead is a place where zombies and skeletons and other undead creatures are rampant

When I was a little older, he threw me alone in a dangerous valley and asked me to come out by myself, to be precise, under the siege of a large group of zombies and skeletons.

Save me, dad

I was surrounded by a large number of zombies emitting stench and pus flowing and the skeletons that children fear the most. When I found myself facing such a terrifying and numerous monsters alone, I was so scared that I cried loudly. Why are you crying? Use your power to kill them and come out by yourself! My father scolded me coldly

I was afraid! I screamed, "It's a man, I have to rely on myself!" My father left the last ruthless words and turned around and left.

Don't leave, Dad! While crying, I waved the sword in my hand that was almost as tall as me, and picked up the hungry zombies and skeletons who rushed up. In the midst of extreme fear, the fallen angel in my body awakened

The black wings and black feathers spread behind me, and their strength increased by nearly twice. Although I had the power to transform, I was still scared because I was only twelve years old at that time.

I wanted to spread my wings and escape from the Valley of the Dead with my new flying ability, but my father turned around, stretched out his abominable big hands, and imposed a forbidden flight magic on me.

Walk out with your own feet, don't take any tricks! He scolds me

Damn guys, you are as hateful as dad! Go to hell for me!

While cursing my father, I sang various magic spells that the old guy taught me hundreds of times, and attacked the monsters that rushed up.

The sword in my hand was cut off, so I hit it with my fist, kick it with my feet, and bite it with my teeth

I rolled into a ball of zombie skeletons, biting their flesh and chewing their bones

I don't know how I climbed out of the Valley of Dead. I only remember that when I walked out one after another, my appearance was no different from the zombies in the Valley of Dead. My body was covered with blood, my own, and the smell of enemies. My body was filled with corpses.

My father and the crazy maniac were sitting there as if nothing had happened, and they were playing chess

You were three minutes later than I expected, my father said

This incident had a huge impact on my life, and it also made my already rebellious personality even more rebellious. After I returned home, I hid at my adoptive father's house for a month until my mother took me back.

Since then, I hate my father, the dragon warrior, and my own destiny

I swore in front of my father that I would never show my martial arts skills in front of others easily. My father just smiled slightly. In this era of iron and blood, it is impossible to live without strength. If you are an ordinary person, you cannot avoid fighting with others. I don’t care about your future, but your martial arts must not be abandoned. This is to allow you to live longer in the future.

He trained me with more severe means until I developed all this into a habit

After his death, my martial arts have never been devastated. Indeed, in this era of iron and blood, life cannot be long without strength.

But I kept my oath. I only fought with others once, just for Anda to fight with the griffin. So, except for a few friends when I was a child, few people knew that I was a master. My father enjoyed fighting all his life. He finally got what he wanted and would never be lonely for no opponent, because dead people would not be lonely.

After the news of the old man's death came, my mind went blank. When I recovered, the first thing I felt was not sadness, but lonely, lonely because of the loss of an opponent.

I have been fighting with my father for a long time. Perhaps what we, father and son, haven't even noticed is that, intentionally or unintentionally, both of us have always enjoyed fighting each other.

My father died, and died of the curse of the Dragon Warrior, but the person who killed him was the number one warrior Begun of the Orcs

It is said that when his father fought with Bemon, he had the upper hand and almost killed Bemon under the scale. However, his power suddenly weakened and was killed by his opponent, so even Bemon felt that he was not powerful enough to win.

He sealed his father's body with ice and sent it back together with the reverse scales

Later, when the monks in the empire took a mortal, they found that their father had a strange disease, dragon plague, a kind of effect of the blood curse of the gods, a gift given to the dragon warrior by God.

From then on, the war between my father and I ended

Dad, you must be very happy. I finally became a Dragon Warrior, as you wish!

What, this is the responsibility you should bear when you are born! What are you so unhappy about?

Bah, what's the point of becoming a dragon warrior? Like you, you are only fifty-six years old, and you die when you look like an eighteen-year-old boy. When you die, you have to have a lot of beauties bury you. Is it worth it?

This is the honor of the warrior! You should be proud to be the successor of the Dragon Warrior!

Bastard, how much money is worth of honor, how many more years is the reality! So what if you are invincible in the world? In the end, it is not a pile of dead bones, but a piece of loess, putting it here makes the soil fertile!

I won't argue with you anymore, let me tell you, I now have a woman who belongs to me. Her name is Anda, and she is my first love a long time ago

It’s embarrassing. She is your teacher, you are a loser. If it is spread, it will affect the reputation of the family!

Damn, old pervert, you learned this from you. In the past, you brought a bunch of women home all day long, and dared to say that I was the reputation of your family long been defeated by you ancestors! I mean, like a father, like a son! Otherwise, people would think that I was not born to you!

I'm so angry, you rebellious!

Haha, you have died long ago, what else can you do to die?

Standing in the cemetery, in front of my father's grave, I was talking to myself alone

The day my father's funeral was full of glory. Although there were thousands of people seeing him off, and Emperor Aola recited the mourning poems for him, they were not as powerful as the team of beautiful women who cried like tears.

Shortly after his death, the women followed him, and their tombs were buried around his father.

I wonder how many people will accompany me around my grave after I die. Looking at the tombstones surrounding my father like stars, I was really filled with mixed feelings.

Old man, I'm going to practice in the Dead Valley now, you must be very happy, right? Hahaha, but don't get me wrong, I'm all for myself, the memory you left to me said that if I could transform the Fallen Angel incarnation and the Dragon Warrior into one, I might be able to defeat that curse, although you haven't succeeded, I also want to try it. People always have some hope when they are alive.

I'm leaving, old man, you have a mother and a lot of beauties with you here, so you shouldn't be lonely, your unfilial son is leaving!

I turned around and left the cemetery with a little sadness. The Dragon Warrior Cemetery specially built by the Empire for the Dragon Warriors.

Goodbye, my father, goodbye, the war between us has lasted for ten years